Week Two Afterparty: For the people who are Still Alive

[literalidiotball]

That afternoon could not be more confusing.

Not only was the witch who called herself Yuuko a fake, but it turned out the witch who communicated through bird and notes was none other than one of the pieces. And the suffering... Oh, the suffering...

At least nobody else died for now...🗈

In spite of the lack of death, Wheatley was about as shaken up as everyone else. If he wasn't sure he was going to die here before, he is definitely certain now.

But he wasn't going to try and let it get to him. Even if he kind of wished he could consume things in the real world, he's still clinging to the small victory they had in sparing everyone.

On that note, he had the goats prepare a feast, turning the dining room table into a buffet table. There was turkey, fish, granola bars, fish shaped crackers, a giant bowl of frosted flakes, Macaroni and cheese with chunks of fish, fish shaped granola bars... Look, Wheatley didn't quite understand what humans liked to eat at these things, but at least it looks professional.

There's even a large cake in the center of the table. It's covered in chocolate frosting, strawberries, and has a lovely message written in bold white frosting: "WE SURVIVED".

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[improbablenotimpossible]

[He nods, slowly drinking the water, the cool liquid helping to dampen the buzz]

So... what do you want to ask?

[clearumbrella]

Ah! [ He almost forgot. ] Yes, I wanted to ask you about your master.

[improbablenotimpossible]

Well, ask away - I'll answer however I can.

[clearumbrella]

[ A nod of his head. ]

What is it like?

[improbablenotimpossible]

It's... well, I'm not enslaved, I can do whatever I wish long as the Command Seals isn't being used.

It... feels a bit like there's a small thread, a connection with another person that you're aware of, but you have to focus on feel anything more than that it exists. The odd thing is I've yet to experience a dream of theirs through it.

[clearumbrella]

[ Listening intently! ]

Eh? Is that so? ... It doesn't really sound the same as what I have with my Master.

[improbablenotimpossible]

What is it like with yours?

[clearumbrella]

You want to hear about Master! [ He claps his hands together once. ] You're the first one I'm telling, although I don't mind if you mention this to anyone else. Let's see, the bond Master and I have...

[ A tilt of his head. ] We don't share dreams, but I can usually hear his voice even from far away. And there's no way I would mistake Master's voice for anyone else's, so maybe that's the same as having a connection to him? Ah, and I can choose whether or not I listen to him. That's the same, too. Um, but the Command Seals aren't.

Unless they're the same as Master's voice. Sometimes, Master says things and I feel like I have to listen.